I've been reading here for a couple of days and wanted to join in, as doing this bizarre thing is strange without people to talk to!
I'm on Day 5 of Total Solution and getting on with it better than I'd hoped. I just had shakes to begin with because I caught them on a groupon, but ordered some bars after the first two days because HO BOY. Shakes taste like shoes. Strawberry shoes. Chocolate shoes. Unidentifiable sugary-cake shoes. Having something the chew once a day has been fantastic, and now we're rolling. I guess my taste buds are adjusting (dying?) because I found myself thinking, "hmm, tasty chocolate shoes," today. I find the shakes way better if I just make them short and thick and don't think about them much.
Getting into the swing hasn't been too hard: I've been COLD IN MY SOUL a couple of times, day 3 was cluster headache central, and I'm a bit dopey (really looking forward to that Increased Mental Acuity, please) but nothing that terrible. Other people's food smells amazing and I want to eat it, but I'm not going to. I'm not actually hungry. I mean... I did eye up the fat balls I was putting out for the birds yesterday, but I it was just a gentle eyeing, so... no harm, no foul.
I was a very sporty teenager, but then fell into an outrageously unhealthy lifestyle at university, and haven't been able to fix it since (I'm 33 now). I lost 35lb two years ago eating paleo, but I didn't get any further or maintain it because I am a weak and feeble water-horse, and couldn't be bothered working out how to fiddle macros to get rid of hunger. Things I also couldn't be bothered to do included avoiding beer, not eating cake, and not being a pizza-lord. Yeah, no mystery as to why that all came undone. I'm looking forward to transitioning back to that way of eating after Exante, though, because it's delicious and my body gets on with it.
Lost 10lb between October and now by being lazily careful, so starting Exante at 223lb (I hate thinking in stones, because lbs just go down one-by-one, but that's... 15st9? Bleh). 153 (10st9) is the top of the healthy weight range for my height so I guess that's where I'm trying to head.
It has to be now, really. My personal life is a bit post-apocalyptic, and feeling better/being healthier might just help. I'm also starting to do public events in my career, and people look at me. I wish they wouldn't. But they do.
Cheers for all the great words to read here - it has genuinely helped to know some smart and funny folks are on the same road. There are some moments where I think, "Oh god, this is absolutely mental, what if I die and then I will be in the Daily Mail as a CRASH DIET VICTIM, and 1700 men will write 'uuuuurrrrghhh calories in-calories out!' in the comments." Which is a very specific panic attack but... I have it. I have done all the reading and I do understand how the diet works, but sometimes the irrational brain takes over. Has been very good to know that regular folks are out there having success and not becoming a gutter press tragedy. Hashtag-goals.
My weigh-in day is Friday, when I shall pretend I haven't been on the scales every morning (it's worrrrrrrking).
I'm on Day 5 of Total Solution and getting on with it better than I'd hoped. I just had shakes to begin with because I caught them on a groupon, but ordered some bars after the first two days because HO BOY. Shakes taste like shoes. Strawberry shoes. Chocolate shoes. Unidentifiable sugary-cake shoes. Having something the chew once a day has been fantastic, and now we're rolling. I guess my taste buds are adjusting (dying?) because I found myself thinking, "hmm, tasty chocolate shoes," today. I find the shakes way better if I just make them short and thick and don't think about them much.
Getting into the swing hasn't been too hard: I've been COLD IN MY SOUL a couple of times, day 3 was cluster headache central, and I'm a bit dopey (really looking forward to that Increased Mental Acuity, please) but nothing that terrible. Other people's food smells amazing and I want to eat it, but I'm not going to. I'm not actually hungry. I mean... I did eye up the fat balls I was putting out for the birds yesterday, but I it was just a gentle eyeing, so... no harm, no foul.
I was a very sporty teenager, but then fell into an outrageously unhealthy lifestyle at university, and haven't been able to fix it since (I'm 33 now). I lost 35lb two years ago eating paleo, but I didn't get any further or maintain it because I am a weak and feeble water-horse, and couldn't be bothered working out how to fiddle macros to get rid of hunger. Things I also couldn't be bothered to do included avoiding beer, not eating cake, and not being a pizza-lord. Yeah, no mystery as to why that all came undone. I'm looking forward to transitioning back to that way of eating after Exante, though, because it's delicious and my body gets on with it.
Lost 10lb between October and now by being lazily careful, so starting Exante at 223lb (I hate thinking in stones, because lbs just go down one-by-one, but that's... 15st9? Bleh). 153 (10st9) is the top of the healthy weight range for my height so I guess that's where I'm trying to head.
It has to be now, really. My personal life is a bit post-apocalyptic, and feeling better/being healthier might just help. I'm also starting to do public events in my career, and people look at me. I wish they wouldn't. But they do.
Cheers for all the great words to read here - it has genuinely helped to know some smart and funny folks are on the same road. There are some moments where I think, "Oh god, this is absolutely mental, what if I die and then I will be in the Daily Mail as a CRASH DIET VICTIM, and 1700 men will write 'uuuuurrrrghhh calories in-calories out!' in the comments." Which is a very specific panic attack but... I have it. I have done all the reading and I do understand how the diet works, but sometimes the irrational brain takes over. Has been very good to know that regular folks are out there having success and not becoming a gutter press tragedy. Hashtag-goals.
My weigh-in day is Friday, when I shall pretend I haven't been on the scales every morning (it's worrrrrrrking).